Saturday, August 02, 2008

Sigh. We're back from Papua where we did finally discover the mysterious beetle mentioned in the previous post. The beetle itself is rather plain and easily overlooked, but it, um, excretes a substance that is the most brilliant, fascinating, mesmerizing, wonderful, exciting, unique color. A color that is found NO WHERE else in the world.

We photographed it. We smeared bits of the substance on white paper and scanned it. We video taped it. We did everything we could to try and show you this color, but it simply does not reproduce. It photographs as a dull-ish purple black. It scans as a brownish-blue. In other words, unless you can look at it in person, it just looks like beetle poop.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

But we heard that deep in the rainforests of Papua there lives a mysterious beetle that is of a color found nowhere else in the known world. Imagine. An entirely new COLOR.

We've been away on the search, with no luck so far. We've just buzzed back into town to pick up our tax rebate checks, which we will be using to stimulate a foreign economy, as we read all about the presidential primaries and watched one episode of American Idol and, therefore, immediately made plans to go adventuring again. As soon as possible.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Remembering the time when we had to go find Penelope, that ditzy friend of ours who ran off to Asia in search of giant bonsai trees.

I need to run off to somewhere to escape from the pain of writing a totally made-up-and-in-no-way-relating-to-anyone-or-anything-that-is-or-ever-has-been-alive-or-that-I-have-ever-met-or-even-happened-to-live-with novel.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

...I posted my last post on this nefarious blog. I have just been released from the institution. What institution, you ask? Ha! I'll never tell. But, there were very nice young men in clean white coats who gave me a little paper cup with a treat in in every day. I'm better now. Okay - it's no laughing matter, mental illness, I agree. Please forgive me. I'm really doing fine with the IV meds.

To further illustrate our lack of mental stability, Lila and I signed up for the NaNoWriMo and will be tackling the work of novel-writing rapidamente-style. If by the end of November I'm still a free, non-medicated, thinking woman...it will be a miracle.